This is the time of year the wild violets are blooming.
They grow near my home on a rocky southwest facing slope.
Driving by you'd swear nothing would grow there.
Yet reliably they return each year.
The first year I saw the violets I admired them with photos.
The second year I saw the violets I made violet syrup.
Now I am content to let them grow because I know if I
pick the flowers they won't have a chance to spread their seed.
Drive slowly, look closely, saunter along,
Wild violets are underfoot, in all their diminutive splendor
Hoping you'll notice and admire their delicate beauty.
Wild violets are underfoot, in all their diminutive splendor
Hoping you'll notice and admire their delicate beauty.
Beautiful things - beautiful tenacious things.
ReplyDeleteHi Sue, thanks, I am amazed they can survive on that rocky spot
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